Текст песни Yak Gotti - Rock Solid (feat. Gunna & Demon Child)
Run that back, Turbo
Rock-solid, I never crumble (yeah)
Ice it, I fill it with pointers (ice)
Stones in my tee like it's Stunna (stones)
Ride by the wheel for the summer (ooh)
I got a good grip, I ain't fumble (yeah)
Me and your bitch had a slumber (yeah)
Prayin' God, that whip soundin' like thunder
Don't hold nothin' less than a hundred
Gotti, you know how I got it (Gotti)
Gotti, you know that I'm 'bout it (slatt)
Indeed, I love my apartments, but I cannot go back into my apartments (hell nah, nigga)
'Cause they had said that I, sheesh (sheesh)
Walk out of court and say, "Cheese" (ha)
Thank God I'm free, that was a lil' situation that I had to beat (shh)
Got milk like MILF (got milk like MILF), my drip Saks Fifth (my drip on)
Stayed still four years (stayed still four), I ain't lost appeals (hell no, no), ayy
Still I lost a pill (uh-huh) 'cause this shit cost right here (shit done cost)
And I ain't stop out here (nah, nah), yeah, you have no idea (nah, nah)
Mariana up, down, and bow much (yeah), you wouldn't believe what I seen in four months (yeah)
Goin' too fast, they gon' tell me to slow up (yeah)
Runnin' through the mall, I'ma tear every store up (ah)
Kissin' the miss, tag team, I'ma load up (Load up)
Shoutout to my ex, like she on X, gotta throw up (ah)
Every time you see me, you gon' be like, "Sho' 'nuff" (sho', yeah)
Boogers in the ear like a motherfuckin' donut (oh)
Rock-solid, I never crumble (yeah)
Ice it, I fill it with pointers (ice)
Stones in my tee like it's Stunna (stones)
Ride by the wheel for the summer (ooh)
I got a good grip, I ain't fumble (yeah)
Me and your bitch had a slumber (yeah)
Prayin' God, that whip soundin' like thunder
Don't hold nothin' less than a hundred
Long live Big B (long live Big B)
We got three grams rolled up in a leaf (rolled in a leaf)
We got free food for whoever want beef (want beef)
And when it time to eat, nigga, we gon' have a feast (we gon' have a feast)
I believe in us, nigga, fuck your belief (oh)
And fuck where you from, I was really in the streets (oh)
I told my brothers that we all gon' eat (we gon' eat)
They play with us, we gon' bury 'em deep (bury 'em deep), uh
See, I'm in a loop like shoelaces (shoelaces)
We got a lot of blue faces (lot, blue faces)
I caught a whole lot of cases (cases)
We had to stay down like the basement (stay down)
I got the Cubans in my bracelet (Cubans, brace')
My Patek the newest creation (newest creation)
All my bitches different races (different race)
We don't believe in segregation (segregation)
I'm in the kitchen like an apron (ooh, hey)
I'm havin' motion like The Matrix (Matrix)
You couldn't be me if we traded places (be me)
They had 'em down, I got all aces (all ace)
Second nigga change gangs, Jason
The problem part like a damn patient (ooh)
See, I stay ahead of my generation ('neration)
I'm feelin' myself like I'm masturbatin' (ooh, uh)
Rock-solid, I never crumble (yeah)
Ice it, I fill it with pointers (ice)
Stones in my tee like it's Stunna (stones)
Ride by the wheel for the summer (ooh)
I got a good grip, I ain't fumble (yeah)
Me and your bitch had a slumber (yeah)
Prayin' God, that whip soundin' like thunder
Don't hold nothin' less than a hundred
